Hump-back
PoetryHump-back in a huff and a puff you loll
bask in the waves sighing, pitching your tail
curling to hide some bad mood as you roll
over surface so still you tip, slide and sail…
I live in my father’s garden
celebrate our conversations
summer lighting up the roses
pink carnations spreading scents and memory.
Crocuses – another spring –
we talk of children growing up
summer seeping through our thoughts
I hold …
In my father's garden Read Post »
Master mountain sighs his enormity
weeps in small gullies at the weight he holds,
despairs of immensity, too big to hold himself
mountain shifts, avalanche of granite and schist
slate sliding down to a clear glacial stream.
Yet he holds his head…
Master Mountain, Denali, Alaska Read Post »
You never would imagine he could close up like that,
like an oyster, wrinkled mouth sealed shut
contours of hermetic rock.
I tried to prize him out of his privacy,
bore through the crustaceous shell
but everyone told me he was impenetrable.
…
He flies in ribbons like my hair undone
loosely in this arctic breeze
like a kite in the wind his long tail trailing
above melting icefloe, along costal freeze
Jaeger Bird, Barrow, Alaska Read Post »
Like a queen’s downy bed fluffed up for the loving
featherlace wings drifting aloft
they glide with the wind
two graceful lovers sweep over Cook Inlet
calling to the snowbound range.
It echoes back beckoning
they sway over scree
brittle legged…
Cranes, Cook Inlet, Alaska Read Post »
He hangs out his wings to dry
soggy his dive
lazy on lava he loiters, waits
for whatever flounder dare wander
in harbour waters
beneath his razor-sharp rock.
Hungry, daggerbeak hook-tipped
aloof
quick wing-tuck, neck-stretch
so sudden the plunge to survive.
Cormorant on the Westman Islands, Iceland Read Post »
Cup in hand I take my tea at midnight
down a darkening track
lush chestnut oak and elm hang heavy
wheat field hushed, summer breeze between the husks halted.
Silence is a darkness too familiar.
Breath of cattle huddled by the fence
shadows si…
It’s the call over still water
echoing round the bay of my mind
some yearning, undefined
A loon owns this lake
at dusk and at dawn reminding us
of things unresolved.
We row out to find him
smooth grey feathers impervious to rain.
King of …
Loon (on Lake Denise, Soldotna, Alaska) Read Post »
like a crease in the mouth of your womb
you are melting in sighs
I hear breath and the wrench of the first opening
as you yield to the world’s warmi…
Exit Glacier, Kenai Fjords National Park, Alaska Read Post »